It’s like I
Never thought of
You because you
Were always here
Here every day
Why did it
Take eighteen months
To understand that
It is you
You that makes
My morning morning
And bedtime bedtime
That without you
Those simple things
Would simply be
Just simple things
How did I
Not know that
Those simple things
Make everything else
Between them better
Just like the
Sun and moon
Make my world
The world that
It is better
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 